She stood up and knelt next to Freya with the gun placed under her chin. She pressed harder and whispered in her ear.
"She was never blood", her hot breath made contact with her ear.
"You're hurting me ", she whispered.
"That was the whole purpose of pushing that gun up your chin ", she stood up and sat on the chair again placing one leg over the other.
"But how were you able to do this without a trace ", she asked still not believing it.
"I think we have enough time for the story telling. Well the reason why I've always despised your mother was because..", she started telling his her mother was always the best and their parents loved her mother more than her.
